Due to various crises in which I was the helpful one, plus bad management at my company, plus - okay, I'll admit it - a certain degree of procrastination, I was hit with a very nasty deadline (a government deadline) right before some scheduled vacation. Well, there was only one thing to do: goto Zeitgeist, then work for 12 hours, then go sleep, then go work for 17 hours, then go back to zeitgeist, then collapse.
Unwise? Well perhaps someday such a schedule will catch up to me. But today, my boss emailed me on vacation to say how thrilled the FDA was with my work.
My hope is now to get some writing done over the holiday, in between whatever festivities draw me out. I also have to think of my poor dog Ejo, who is no fan of the fireworks at the Marin Fair, just across the way. A long, dog-friendly hike far from the fireworks is in order.
As for my friend, she is back home and feeling better. Not much else to report on that front.
Unwise? Well perhaps someday such a schedule will catch up to me. But today, my boss emailed me on vacation to say how thrilled the FDA was with my work.
My hope is now to get some writing done over the holiday, in between whatever festivities draw me out. I also have to think of my poor dog Ejo, who is no fan of the fireworks at the Marin Fair, just across the way. A long, dog-friendly hike far from the fireworks is in order.
As for my friend, she is back home and feeling better. Not much else to report on that front.
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And I would call Wilson the Wild Thing if he weren't an official Jesus Freak. Ah well. When you throw 98MPH with movement, you're allowed to believe in magic.